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Taste

Lips, moist savory heat.
Massaging, sweet raw lips meet.
Salty lumps of flesh.
Drops of sweat my tongue, caress.
Devouring your every pore.
Hunting you to the core.
The taste of blood from the outside.
Twitching prey, the feeling intensifies.
Lick the tip and let you drip.
Like a suckling child on its mother's tit.
Juicy, tender meat.
Warmed to body heat.
Slick and lean.
Scrumptious cuisine.
Selfish beast.
More food to eat.
Dying of starvation.
Malnutrition, depravation.
If I may, another plate?
Lick it clean, a new slate.
Lay you not to waste.
A flavor unique to you, I taste.
Teach me to fish so that I may eat another day.
Fighting prey.
A starry daze.
Unleash to me your passion.
Throw a dash in.
Watch the water boil.
Fried in animal fat. Cooked in oil.
The kill takes its last breath.
The wolf finishes what is left.